Swindler King

Mystify  
the wisdom  
of the night
My sight,  
weathered  
yet full of light
Dispense the stark  
entitled pity
Granted from creations  
proud and witty
 
Avail the dance
The disburdened cloak
The blissful ires  
That jesters spoke
 
The fiddle’s trance
The measured coo
The fallacious mask
That lets us through
 
Indolent charms
sullied bones
Persuaded context
muted tones
 
Abreast of rue
Decay of the mild
Broken salutations
Regrettably wild
 
The blind comply
the present game
While clones defy
The face of shame
 
Upset the temperament
Of the swindler king
The disparaged moans
That tempters sing
 
Distanced in line
Uncovered the ruse
Constructing design
Of a battered muse
 
Undone at last
I’ve laid my grace
Revealed the mark
He veiled in lace